Did you ever see the 2 movies about getting an actual Invitation to have dinner with Jesus. The Christ, the Only Son of God, Savior. Both of the movies were fabulous.
One of the things I miss is... The Hippies.
During the 1970s, people had 2 polite ways to categorize you and be gracious. What denomination do you all go to? And the dye is set. Do you all really believe in the Virgin Birth? It was most uncool to believe in the Virgin Birth. You might have one of those conversations. For the undignified. Not too groovy, man.
I loved. loved, loved the Hippies.
I was in first and second grade during the big Hippy era. My mom would humor me and we would go ride around Lee Park in Dallas to see the Sit Ins. Or drive to find the current Sit In. Sometimes in one of my babysitters front yard. From Hillcrest High School.
We called them Workshirts
The Hippies held hands. They had boyfriends. Soon, they would be going to college. The boyfriends had good haircuts, the modern kind. They lounged. Hippies had on the most wonderful blue jeans you couldn't buy in the NorthPark mall. We had tried and we tried ALL the stores to see if we could find that blue in the navy blue, blue jeans available for purchase. The Hippies wore work shirts. Embroidered shirts. And the girls wore puffy quilted handbags. Ola Podrida was a mall near Central Expressway and it was all handmade. We agreed it was Hippy Heaven.
We discovered Hippy Heaven from my other 17-year-old babysitter. Jo. Jo was Jewish. And Hippies don't mind if you are Jewish, it's all pretty laid-back. Nah, it's cool. Ola Podrida. Where you find the best green quilted handbag in the whole world. Even the floor was so interesting, it had trees cut that would have been thrown away, and, instead, they made coasters, like drink coasters, and set them in the floor. Hippies really are all that. Thanks to Jo, we found out how to boil the blue jeans with a capful of bleach and you get the right Hippie color. And a whole lot of really amazing workshirts. My grandmother Anita loved Ola Podrida and she set about making my workshirt for Christmas. Grandmother believes in the Virgin Birth, and my mother said probably everyone should, but we don't have to say this. Anita got the shirt exactly right.
My father came home from work. Ross Perot had been our neighbor, and he invited my father and Don Bagg to invest with him. Ross was very polite and left after the men had said, oh, sorry we don't want to be That rich and will miss the investment opportunity of our lives. The Perot family were moving on up to the Straight Lane and to a deluxe Estate and yard the size of the skyyyyy. Movin' on up, they got a huge slice of the pie. And became not our neighbors, but we got to see that amazing Estate. My dad then started Air Clean because he had an Idea that Hospital Operating Rooms should have Clean Rooms as well as computers. And the idea seemed to work quite well. Remember, if you have a great idea, don't sell the company too soon. Stick with the good ideas. Like Jesus.
So, I asked Daddy if we could boil a pair of blue jeans for him for Christmas. He said that was very lovely, but he didn't think so. He looked like our cats did as they smelled something absolutely vile. We all laughed hilariously. And he had too, as well. He declined the modern haircuts as well. And then told me all about Roman haircuts being the pillar of the up-and-coming standard for all of history. Even Jesus had a Roman haircut. Isaiah says so.
The other consideration for Hippies.
They are all very peaceful. Unless you say Kent State. Their banners are about Peace. And how to make Love. Like I said, they all have boyfriends and hold hands. They don't like Vietnam and they understand about the pie chart surrounding empathy for the Vietnam War, that we learn about from Walter Cronkite. It's just not a good situation. The Hippies want to change the world. Sounds like there would be fewer dead men, And we wouldn't all be putting on prayer bracelets with their names on them. My father says Hippies like to travel, and if they get really obnoxiously upset, they visit Canada for an indefinite time period. Usually in VW buses. Very cool.
And my father and I agree, Hippies look like Jesus.
If they didn't all wear Levi jeans, they might be in white robes. Daddy says they would look a whole lot like white bathrobes. Tate is a Priest, and he finds this Very Funny. Tate commented it is far different from Zoot Suits. Daddy remarked, especially in the morning. But. Everyone says Hippies look like Jesus. I went to Episcopal Parish Schools, and the teachers all nod, Hippies do look like Jesus. We explained this to our Priest, who does Morning Prayer and he said (after looking to the teachers, who said yes, agree.)... Sorta!
That was the way Teachers and Priests Rolled.
"Protect the Innocent. Teach right and wrong. And Protect the Innocent."
And politicians wanted to feed the nation and make sure the hungry were continually fed. The military was upheld in honor and with honor and never, never, never ... would go unpaid. But ... there was a scam about gasoline ending worldwide... it was a... misdirection.
We all agree Hippies wear the same footwear as Jesus. And beards.
What would it look like to spend Christmas Eve with Jesus.
We would find out how He felt about Roman haircuts!
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Mark 2:1-17
when He returned to Capernaum after some days, it was reported that He was at home.
no more room, not even at the door.
And He was preaching the Word to them.
3 And they came, bringing to Him a paralytic carried by four men. 4 And when they could not get near Him because of the crowd, they removed the roof above Him, and when they had made an opening, they let down the bed on which the paralytic lay.
He said to the paralytic,
6 Now some of the scribes were sitting there, questioning in their hearts, 7 “Why does this man speak like that? He is blaspheming! Who can forgive sins but God alone?”
Jesus,
for there were many who followed Him.
He said to them,
♔ Lord Jesus Saves †
